I stumbled across this little icon and smiled. I thought to myself, that is SO me and I SOOO found this person. MP, you put up with all my craziness and I love you for it! I also thank you for loving my crazy ass family, too! :)
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Love - and all its imperfections
Everyone keeps talking about this website called Pinterest. I've been meaning to check it out. Quite frankly, I find it best to check out the website when I am on a deadline to finish my SUPER LONG and PAINFUL take home comp questions. I know, I know, it makes perfect sense! :)
I stumbled across this little icon and smiled. I thought to myself, that is SO me and I SOOO found this person. MP, you put up with all my craziness and I love you for it! I also thank you for loving my crazy ass family, too! :)
I stumbled across this little icon and smiled. I thought to myself, that is SO me and I SOOO found this person. MP, you put up with all my craziness and I love you for it! I also thank you for loving my crazy ass family, too! :)
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Pumpkin Patch
Today has a been a very good day - mainly because I spent it with my two favorite people - MP and Ireland.
It's been a hectic few weeks - between our regular charade of work, school, daycare and day to day life - it's been a struggle to get us all together to just hang out and relax without someone (not always the baby) crying! So I scheduled a date for us to go the pumpkin patch. Anyone who knows me realizes that this was just basically my excuse to get to pumpkin patch. One of the things I love is being able to use Ireland as my excuse to bust out my inner (and very prominent) 5 - year old!
To begin, I've been waiting for this day all week. For one - last night I took the first part of my comps - a 4 hour seated exam. I was fried. Also, it finally got 'cool' here in Florida, and I was so happy to enjoy some fall weather. MP had to tend to work first thing this morning - so I took the baby and we hit up Target - early. Like soon after they opened and no one is in your way early. While there I got a call from one of my best mommy friends -Allison - and we shared some mommy things - great start to my day. Then I came home and nursed Ireland. Between busy schedules and school, I don't get to nurse her the way I used to and I look forward to the weekends when I can nurse her more and bottle feed her less. After she nursed, I put her in her swing for a nap and just did some odd stuff around those that somewhat resembled cleaning - although 10 hours later you can't tell that's what I did.
MP got home around 12:30 and we just sat and talked for a moment - and not about the baby. Lord knows she is the best thing that has ever been mine - but I miss my husband. So it was nice to have some time to face each other and chat. :) Then we got lunch and headed up to Sweetfield Farms.
Sweetfield Farms is the bomb diggity. It's located about 45 minutes away in the farmland. A place far enough away that there aren't palm trees, but instead cows and goats! A hidden gem that made you feel like it was really fall. I cannot possibly wait until next year and the year after when we can take Ireland and I can get dirty playing with her. For some reason today, I forgot to pack the stroller and the Baby Bjorn. Yup, I guess I used all my brain power yesterday. So we had to take turns carrying the baby - not that either of us really cared - but I will be glad when she can run around there! Not only are there tons of pumpkins of all sizes - there is kettle corn and apple cider - there are tons of things for the kids to do. I would love to pack a picnic and bring a blanket and plop down in the shade next year and just make a day of it. We could even all nap in the shade. HEY! A mom can dream!
Anyway, we took Ireland on her first hayride and she seemed to enjoy it. :) Ok, well, she didn't cry or scream so I can only infer from the non-verbals people.
Aside from almost losing my marbles on the way home, it was a perfect day. Ireland I think is entertaining her 3 month growths spurt - so her cries was not helping my dehydration headache. But, we worked it out which made this day my kind of perfect.
We got home and I nursed her and we played and laughed and iFaced with Aunt Twacee while Daddy builds us shelves in the garage.
Love.
It's been a hectic few weeks - between our regular charade of work, school, daycare and day to day life - it's been a struggle to get us all together to just hang out and relax without someone (not always the baby) crying! So I scheduled a date for us to go the pumpkin patch. Anyone who knows me realizes that this was just basically my excuse to get to pumpkin patch. One of the things I love is being able to use Ireland as my excuse to bust out my inner (and very prominent) 5 - year old!
To begin, I've been waiting for this day all week. For one - last night I took the first part of my comps - a 4 hour seated exam. I was fried. Also, it finally got 'cool' here in Florida, and I was so happy to enjoy some fall weather. MP had to tend to work first thing this morning - so I took the baby and we hit up Target - early. Like soon after they opened and no one is in your way early. While there I got a call from one of my best mommy friends -Allison - and we shared some mommy things - great start to my day. Then I came home and nursed Ireland. Between busy schedules and school, I don't get to nurse her the way I used to and I look forward to the weekends when I can nurse her more and bottle feed her less. After she nursed, I put her in her swing for a nap and just did some odd stuff around those that somewhat resembled cleaning - although 10 hours later you can't tell that's what I did.
MP got home around 12:30 and we just sat and talked for a moment - and not about the baby. Lord knows she is the best thing that has ever been mine - but I miss my husband. So it was nice to have some time to face each other and chat. :) Then we got lunch and headed up to Sweetfield Farms.
Sweetfield Farms is the bomb diggity. It's located about 45 minutes away in the farmland. A place far enough away that there aren't palm trees, but instead cows and goats! A hidden gem that made you feel like it was really fall. I cannot possibly wait until next year and the year after when we can take Ireland and I can get dirty playing with her. For some reason today, I forgot to pack the stroller and the Baby Bjorn. Yup, I guess I used all my brain power yesterday. So we had to take turns carrying the baby - not that either of us really cared - but I will be glad when she can run around there! Not only are there tons of pumpkins of all sizes - there is kettle corn and apple cider - there are tons of things for the kids to do. I would love to pack a picnic and bring a blanket and plop down in the shade next year and just make a day of it. We could even all nap in the shade. HEY! A mom can dream!
Anyway, we took Ireland on her first hayride and she seemed to enjoy it. :) Ok, well, she didn't cry or scream so I can only infer from the non-verbals people.
Aside from almost losing my marbles on the way home, it was a perfect day. Ireland I think is entertaining her 3 month growths spurt - so her cries was not helping my dehydration headache. But, we worked it out which made this day my kind of perfect.
We got home and I nursed her and we played and laughed and iFaced with Aunt Twacee while Daddy builds us shelves in the garage.
Love.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
It Hurts
I'm going to type this, fast. As I finish pumping and get ready to meet my group online for a skype study session.
My heart hurts. I knew this day was coming. Just like all the other painful days to come - first day of kindergarten, first day high school, first day of college....ugh, the first night of Ireland sleeping in a room other than mine is looming the immediate distance. I hate it. I despise it.
We've have Ireland in the bassinet since she came home from the hospital. I love it. I love going into bed knowing that she is in there, and that every time my eyes open, they will find her. I love listening to her breath and toss and turn. I hate the fact that soon, she will be one door down the hall, all alone, in a big crib. Without her mom. She may not need me, but I need her. And I hate that I have to do this step.
I've been telling Michael that he has to get the bed set up for her monitor (its a monitor that checks for breathing) under her mattress and once he did, we could transition her.
Then he started preparing it tonight....and on came the tears.....
I told him no, we can't do it tonight. We have to wait until Friday night. I won't sleep well without her and I need the rest.
Sometimes, in 3 short months, I think being a parent is the most painful thing ever. How do parents let go?
Now I feel rotten for the time I told my mom to 'go ahead and go' when she left me at college. I'm sorry, Mom. I get it now.
TEARS!!!! I will report back....
10.20.2011 - UPDATE
I got into bed around 12:15 last night and watched Ireland sleep for a few minutes, through my tears. She woke up at about 1:45 and was tossing, so I pulled her into bed and nursed her. Next thing I know, I woke up at 5am and she was tucked under my arm and we had fallen asleep nursing. I will ALWAYS cherish these moments. I put her back in the bassinet for about another 2 hours then she came up again to nurse and snooze. She always wakes up with a smile this way. I adore her.
10.21.2011 - Update
Confession - I still haven't got Ireland in her crib yet. Last night I got home late and today I just didn't make time to organize her bed with the new monitor and such. Just happily delaying the inevitable. :/
My heart hurts. I knew this day was coming. Just like all the other painful days to come - first day of kindergarten, first day high school, first day of college....ugh, the first night of Ireland sleeping in a room other than mine is looming the immediate distance. I hate it. I despise it.
We've have Ireland in the bassinet since she came home from the hospital. I love it. I love going into bed knowing that she is in there, and that every time my eyes open, they will find her. I love listening to her breath and toss and turn. I hate the fact that soon, she will be one door down the hall, all alone, in a big crib. Without her mom. She may not need me, but I need her. And I hate that I have to do this step.
I've been telling Michael that he has to get the bed set up for her monitor (its a monitor that checks for breathing) under her mattress and once he did, we could transition her.
Then he started preparing it tonight....and on came the tears.....
I told him no, we can't do it tonight. We have to wait until Friday night. I won't sleep well without her and I need the rest.
Sometimes, in 3 short months, I think being a parent is the most painful thing ever. How do parents let go?
Now I feel rotten for the time I told my mom to 'go ahead and go' when she left me at college. I'm sorry, Mom. I get it now.
TEARS!!!! I will report back....
10.20.2011 - UPDATE
I got into bed around 12:15 last night and watched Ireland sleep for a few minutes, through my tears. She woke up at about 1:45 and was tossing, so I pulled her into bed and nursed her. Next thing I know, I woke up at 5am and she was tucked under my arm and we had fallen asleep nursing. I will ALWAYS cherish these moments. I put her back in the bassinet for about another 2 hours then she came up again to nurse and snooze. She always wakes up with a smile this way. I adore her.
10.21.2011 - Update
Confession - I still haven't got Ireland in her crib yet. Last night I got home late and today I just didn't make time to organize her bed with the new monitor and such. Just happily delaying the inevitable. :/
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